At this time, a rotten human head suddenly fell from the ceiling and landed at Wang Ye's feet, rolling slightly twice with its face up.
Wang Ye's expression did not change at all, and he calmly lifted his foot and stepped on the human head. The head exploded.
"I wonder who I will see..."
Having observed for a while outside the door, Wang Ye now had a rough idea of the ghost's abilities. At this moment, he was vaguely looking forward to it.
After all, even he himself did not know who he missed the most.
His parents?
They had died when he was still young, and he could barely remember their faces.
He strolled leisurely in the villa as if this was not a ghost house. He even kindly turned off the gas stove in the kitchen.
The green flame extinguished slowly.
The villa became completely dark and extremely quiet.
Only Wang Ye's steady footsteps kept echoing in the living room.
But soon the footsteps of a second person were heard. The sound was crisp, as if trying to match Wang Ye's pace. Gradually, the two footsteps became synchronized.
Wang Ye suddenly stopped and stood still.
The other footsteps were caught off guard by Wang Ye's pause and walked two more steps before stopping.
But the origin of the sound had been exposed.
Was it behind him?
Wang Ye suddenly turned around and silently looked at a face.
The face was less than 20 centimeters from Wang Ye, but oddly, it was blank without any features, like a piece of paper.
Under Wang Ye's gaze, the face started twisting strangely, and the outlines of facial features seemed to emerge vaguely.
The indistinct figure also changed silently.
The chest swelled slightly, long hair appeared at the back of the head, and the figure became somewhat slender.
Wang Ye observed the shadow impassively.
"A woman?"
The one he missed most deeply in his heart was a woman?
But why did he have no impression of her at all?
As he thought, Wang Ye became somewhat expectant and watched the changes on the shadow's face.
Gradually, the outline of the eyes took shape.
Although still rough, these eyes were still breathtaking, as if just one look would make one sink deeply into them.
Such a pair of rare eyes in the world, if he had ever seen them, would definitely leave a deep impression, but why...
did he feel so unfamiliar?
Perhaps because the face had not yet emerged?
Just then, the ever-changing face suddenly stopped.
Those unforgettable eyes dissipated at high speed, and the shadow began to tremble violently, turning into a monkey.
There was a hint of fear on the monkey's face.
The next second, his body exploded into pieces of flesh on the spot!
There was a muffled sound in the mirrors, on the ceiling, and in the pots on the stove, as if something had shattered.
The pile of flesh on the floor kept writhing, desperately trying to piece itself back together.
It took about ten minutes to barely piece back into a human form.
But before this human form could take any action, it was tied up by Wang Ye with the Ghost Rope who had been standing still.
At this moment, the human form became still.
The lights in the villa came on.
The stove was intact as if there had never been any bloodstains, the pure white walls.
It was as if those eerie scenes were just illusions.
A white monkey, now tied up by ropes, stood stiffly on the spot.
This was somewhat curious to Wang Ye, because ghosts usually manifested human faces. Seeing a monkey was the first time.
It was just that this white monkey was somewhat tall and muscular, but oddly only had one eyeball sticking straight up on its face, giving a creepy feeling.
"What's the use of this monkey for the Tian Group?"
With doubts, Wang Ye pulled the rope and took the monkey out of the villa.
By now, the villa was surrounded by investigators, led by as many as five awakened. It was obvious to see the importance Tian Group placed on Fujia Villa.
After all, as a profession where their heads could be hung on their belts anytime, their families were their bottom line.
If Tian Group could not even ensure the safety of these people's families, how could they let people work for them.
Seeing Wang Ye come out, there was obvious vigilance in everyone's eyes, only Lin Jun not far away, his eyes lit up when he saw Wang Ye!
This was the man who had kicked down the door unreasonably with one kick, allowing him to escape with Yu Xin and her mother.
"Logistics Department, Wang Ye."
"It's been taken care of, you can disperse."
Leading the white monkey, Wang Ye glanced at everyone and said lightly.
Taken care of...
It's been taken care of?
The few awakened were stunned for a moment.
Having dealt with supernatural events frequently, they knew very well how tricky it was to resolve one, and how time consuming!
Moreover, from the information analyzed from Lin Jun's account, this ghost was absolutely not simple!
They were all prepared to attack after gathering three brain awakened.
But now, when they had just gathered, this guy said he had already taken care of it?
He even sealed the boss?
They couldn't help but glance at the white monkey.
But after Wang Ye spoke, they were no longer doubtful in an instant!
After all, with a few tough battles, who in Tian Group didn't know his reputation.
Suppressing the entire conference at the headquarters, resolving the Shangjing City crisis alone, and returning safely from the Wasteland. After killing Su Wenqian, leaving Su Changqing speechless. He was an existence like that!
Unconsciously, there was a touch of awe in everyone's eyes as they looked at Wang Ye!
Lin Jun was even more excited and clenched his fists tightly, filled with admiration!
In this chaotic world, only strength was everything!
With hard fists, one would naturally be respected.
The awakened and investigators outside the door subconsciously made way, watching Wang Ye lead the white monkey further and further away until disappearing from sight.
"Strange, since when did the Logistics Department have such quick information?"
"This secluded Fujia Villa, as soon as a supernatural event occurred, people arrived?"
After Wang Ye left, several awakened discussed in low voices.
In the end, they still called their minister to make a simple report.
Tian Group.
After Su Changqing hung up the phone, he did not have the usual hostility towards Wang Ye.
Since he had chosen to side, he naturally had to stick to the end.
He was now busy cooperating with Li Xinghe's order to carry out the bloodbath of Shangjing City.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
